Young Writers
I
I Hey up there up in my mind if you even want to listen it’s not like the therapist told you to it’s not like i’m a shadow of what used to be since...
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I made my bed but it's not easy to sleep in.
For Psyche. I hate to love you and who I also love to hate you--an ode to how you deserve so much better than me.
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Distance makes the heart break harder with every mile
An ode to long distance relationships and the things that people who aren't in one can't understand.
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Patron god of getting drunk before noon
Anteros is the god of true love, mature love, the kind of love that lasts eons and will be written among the stars. Eros is not the god of love; he is the god of getting drunk before noon and having sex five nights a week with different people at different bars. He is the god of staying up at night and nursing old wounds that refuse to heal and the god that I identify with most when I've been awake since 3 in the morning planning a poem.
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Spring in Snow
It is in the midst of cruel December That cynicism springs forth Lush, verdant and fruitful. As people sit Firmly fastened in front of computers and...
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A Mid-life Crisis
Watch your little girl Cry herself to sleep Hoping in the morning Life isn’t as gloomy as it seems Watch your little girl Say everything is fine Then...
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Friends
We spin a web In our time on Earth. Every meeting, every contact A thread. Many, many threads will be broken Regardless of their age Or strength...
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Hit-Drop
Breathe in the smog And receive clarity. Let it fill your head With ever-expanding Hazy enlightenment. Wash it down with a sugarcube. Plastered...
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Ripped
Innocence Is a veil that is meant to be cast off A soft pelt Meant to be flayed. Warm sand Meant to be scattered Underfoot. How quickly the membrane...
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Sex
We are sexual creatures. Denial of this fact Will lead only to an insurmountable struggle. Not unlike a dam Battling the perpetual current. It is the...
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